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Wellspring Arms & Meditation Center, Monday

There was a longer waiting period than usual before the Open sign went up on the front door. Cable was long in his chair at this point, heavily involved in whatever he was doing on his laptop.

One might be forgiven for thinking he'd simply forgotten.

Tether, on the other hand, had spent the morning lying by the door and was now skipping along the aisle.

[ open, but mind the ooc note ]

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If you can distract him from his work.

This visitor might be enough to distract him. He was expected, and all.

He was expected, at that. "Michael." Cable shut his laptop with a resound click. "Glad you could make it," he deadpanned.

"Told you I'd be here", Michael said just as flatly. "I don't break my word."

"Usually a good sign." The deadpan was a little less heavy, this time. Cable got up from behind the desk.

Michael was staying where he was, tense and almost bouncing on his heels.

"So what d'you have in mind?"

"First, we're going to gauge the extent of your powers." He picked up his laptop under one arm. "Then, I'm going to run you through a few exercises in control." Cable glanced up from the desk, his gaze finally settling on Michael. "It's going to take time."

A nervous nod.

"I'm not going anywhere."

"You are." Cable turned away from the desk, and into the hallway. "Follow me." (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomtownies/2526640.html?thread=113022896#t113022896)

"I meant - " he started, then just shut up and followed.

Mod as you wish.

Only with prior permission from Cable.

The shooting range was set up with a few bigger targets, this time-- 3D ones, at that. Cable moved silently into the room, dumping his laptop on a table in the corner before turning around. "We need to know how far your telekinesis can go." Pause. "Trust me, mirrors are easy."

"Didn't even mean to break the mirrors", Michael muttered. "So yeah, I guess they are. You want me to take those out?"

"In a minute." He threw open the laptop, punched a few keys, then leaned back up, crossing his arms. "Go."

Michael nodded and focused, picking one target at a time.

When he was doing things intentionally, it helped him to use his hand as a point of focus, and this was no exception.

He made a throwing gesture when he'd summoned enough power, staring at his chosen target.

It exploded quite violently.

Edited 2008-02-19 09:05 (UTC)

For his part, Cable was paying quiet, analyzing attention. Focus points. Visible power exertion. The programs on his laptop picked up readings on pretty much everything else. "You're not human, are you?" he asked, tone perfectly conversational. "The next one, please."

[ zomg, sorry for dropping yesterday, the sick played up bad ]

[ooc: I figured that was it, but I figured my ping could do with a little improvement too. ;)]

"Nope", Michael said almost casually, staring at the next target. "Don't know what I am or where I'm from, but it's not human."

A foundling, then.

"How long have you had access to these powers?" Cable leaned his hands on the desk.

"Long as I can remember. Levitated a table when I was seven."

The circumstances before and after that incident will not be gone into, if he can help it.

Cable glanced back down at the readings on his screen. That corroborated his findings thusfar. "Take it out," he said, gesturing at the target but keeping his attention firmly locked on the computer.

Michael nodded, turned back towards the target, and blasted it.

"You already know how to focus," Cable observed as his mind processed the readings and added them to his mental file. "You just lack the discipline to make it last."

Another nod.

"I can do... this. But the stuff the others can do, with changing the colour of things, and healing... I'm not so good."

"It's not much different. It just requires more control. Discipline." Cable leaned away from the computer. "Rather than pulling large objects apart, you push the molecules together. Destruction and creation tend to be opposite sides of the same coin." Some sides were just harder and more worthwhile than others, he didn't say. "I know which one I'd opt for," he did.

"Yeah. I want to be able to do that stuff", he said honestly.

"Good." Cable shot a look at the last target. "You're lucky I have some experience in that area..." Which was only a slight understatement. He smirked faintly. "Take out the next one. Then meet me back here next week ~~as not to potentially Joss any of yesterday's threads~~."

"I'll be here", Michael promised, then turned his attention back to the next target.

It wouldn't be there for long.

Okay, kids, here's the deal - I usually never get sick, but nature decided it was my turn right around last Tuesday. Last night's the first time in a week now I've had any kind of decent sleep, and in the general order of things, I've lost the spring to my internet step as I try to catch up on my rest.

This is all a long way of saying 'I'm sorry, I'm lame, threads over a few pings liable to go into SP and please don't hurt me'.

Here. Have a drama queen icon to make up for it.

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